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There's smokers and then there's smokers. You know the type - hard and calloused men who can't do anything - mow the lawn, surf the Internet or take a shower without a lit butt hanging from the corners of their mouths. The young'uns in Smoked Chicken are much like that, puffing away while giving head or getting their ass banged.
I have to admit that despite the health risks, guys like Ashley look pretty damned good while they puff. Relaxing in bed, Ashley settles in for a nice nicotine rush. Speaking directly to the camera, he tells the viewers about his smoking fetish before grabbing a stroke book and preparing himself for a smoke/wank.
The filmmaker makes no attempt to rush things along; there are plenty of long and contemplative shots of Ashley's beautiful brown eyes as he takes one drag after another, every so often flipping a page of the dirty magazine. His thin and undeveloped body won't be snagging him any work with Falcon Studios, but Ashley's self-confidence gives him considerable sex appeal, and his chain smoking just adds to the mystique. The right hand strokes while the left hand smokes, and he just barely manages to keep the butt in his mouth when it's time to cum.
In the next segment, Ashley is joined by a buddy, Jeremiah. This young duo looks very much like two pups having a sleepover in their colorful T-shirts and bikini briefs. The only thing between them on the bed are a few open packs of what look to be Marlboro Lights. And as if their kissing wasn't tender and spicy enough, they spend long moments swapping smoke before the more traditional sex gets underway. Ashley is very much a brunette, his eyebrows two dark smudges across his brow. Jeremiah makes a nice complement, pale and dirty blonde. Neither one rushes the other; it's quite awhile before Ashley rolls his buddy up onto his shoulder blade for a rim job.
They tumble from one activity to the next, picking up steam when Jeremiah starts sucking his own cock. While he bends himself in half, Ashley quite literally blows smoke up his ass. Sparks fly when both pups slide their two tongues over one cock, not an easy feat. Ashley finishes by sitting on Jeremiah's chest, blowing his spunk in gooey strands over his buddy's face. An errant glob or two land right into Jeremiah's open mouth.
In the Smoke Shack, Jeremiah, Ryan and Brady gear up for a mid-afternoon threeway. Excepting the occasional, playful touches, it looks like a couple of hired workers taking an outdoor smoke break. One touch too many however turns this short outing into an intense twinkfest. The outdoor Smoke Shack looks like an abandoned Bel Ami set, sunlight pouring through graffitied concrete. But these twinks have a decidedly American look to them, especially when they're banging ass. Jeremiah is particularly worth noting - milky and flawless skin and a mouthwatering, eager chubby. He's got the cutest habit of hunching his back and shoulders while he fucks, his cigarette trailing ash and smoke from the corners of his mouth. His cornholing is carried off with considerable concentration, and he looks damned cute doing it.
Kevin, wearing a knock-off Ashton Kutcher-style trucker cap, flops down into a chair, lights one and gets right down to seducing the viewer. The brim of his trucker cap throws a shadow over the top half of his face, so it's anybody's guess what he's thinking as he jerks his twink meat. But luckily for his audience, the camera swoops down to floor level, perching its lens half a foot beneath Kevin's gray underwear. He nurses both the cigarettes and the rod in his shorts, tossing lascivious looks directly into the camera.
Except for his armpits, cockbush, and a ring of fuzz around his puckerhole, he's completely smooth. With his undies tossed to the floor and nicotine rushing through his veins, he slowly eases a plastic vibrator up his bum, making this a "smoke, stroke & poke" session. Somewhere he finds a free hand to lightly diddle his tiny nipples. As he gets close, he loses his smoke and mangles his balls between his fingers, working out a ferocious load.
Finally, Shane gets a lesson on how to blow smoke rings from buddy David. David's a mischievous looking little fucker with a pierced lip and ruddy complexion. Actually, both dudes look like troublemakers. For the moment, they seem harmless and even tender. They pass wisps of smoke by kissing and the smoking lesson is quickly abandoned when things between them get heated. Even with all the aggressive licking and nibbling, these pups are unwilling to let go of their burning butts to free up a hand. Stripped down, they're slim and understated. Their pairing glorifies cotton underwear as much as cigarettes; these guys are in no rush to get completely nude, fondling the big bulges in each other's drawers between puffs.
When they finally do lose the undies, they smoke, kiss, and spoon with a great deal of affection. It's delightful to watch. Shane, ever the eager student, ends up riding David's cock, giving the bedsprings a thorough workout. They only break their rhythm to smoke. Without any bothersome soundtrack to muddy the sounds of sex, the squeaky springs and throaty groans are that much more erotic. Shane gets a wicked facial, some cum even flying into his mop of hair. He doesn't seem to want to let go of David's spent prick, rubbing both his cock and load over his lips and chin.
Nominated for a GayVN award in the Best Specialty Release category, Smoked Chicken is coming up against some tough competition, including the intergenerational smash Daddy Hunt. But Smoked is a strong contender, despite the sometimes shaky camerawork and lighting mishaps. The models are adorable and their lust for both cigarettes and each other is what makes this one work so well.
Smokin'!
- Ian Kissler
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